The Beauty of Us (Fusion #4)

“Wide-awake,” I confirm. “And holy shit, that feels good.”

“Yeah?” He pushes in farther and leans down to kiss me. “How about this?”

“So damn good,” I reply. “It always feels so good.”

He closes his eyes and begins to move in and out, in the perfect rhythm, keeping me right on the edge of falling over into a blinding orgasm.

He’s doing it on purpose, and I want to beg him to stop and never to stop all at the same time.

“You’re so fucking incredible,” he breathes against my lips. “I always crave you. Whether you’re with me or not, I fucking need you.”

“So good with words,” I whisper, and bear down, clutching on to him and watching in delight as his jaw tightens and every muscle in his body clenches with his orgasm.

As he’s still shuddering, he presses his thumb to my clit, and I cry out as I come with him, every piece of me completely in love with him.

He collapses beside me, always careful to keep his weight off me. When I can form complete sentences again, I need to tell him he needn’t bother.

I love feeling him over me.

As I float back to earth, I realize my eyes are heavy again.

“Sleep,” Trevor whispers sweetly. “Go to sleep.”





Chapter Twelve





Trevor


“You did great, Trev,” my boss, Mark, says happily in my ear. “Wrapping early is great, and makes up for the holiday day we lost last week. The footage you’ve sent is great. It’s going to be a good show.”

“I think so too,” I reply, and wave as the sound guy leaves. “Hey, I’m going to stick around in Portland for a few extra days.”

“Why?”

I take a deep breath.

“Because I need some vacation time,” I reply, not lying in the least. “It’s been a few years.”

“How much time are we talking about?”

“I’m going to be here through next week. I’ll be back in my office the following Monday.”

“A whole week.” His voice has lost the excitement of a few moments ago. “I was hoping to go over some new show ideas next week.”

“I’m sorry, Mark, but it’ll have to wait. I wasn’t due to be back in the office until late next week anyway, so this is only a few extra days.”

“You’re right,” he says with a sigh. “You have the apartment until Wednesday morning. You can have my assistant arrange for you to keep it.”

“I’ll be checking out early.”

“Trevor, what’s going on?”

“Nothing at all, just taking some time for myself.”

“Okay. I’ll see you when you get back.”

I end the call and have a brief chat with the camera guy, then go in search of the girls.

Mia is, naturally, in the kitchen.

“Can you take a ten-minute break?” I ask her, earning a glare.

“Give me a few,” she says.

“Great, meet me in your office.”

She nods, going right back to whatever she’s working on on the stove top.

Kat and Cami are in the bar.

“I need to borrow you guys. Can we please meet in the office?”

“Sure,” Cami says as Kat turns to her employee and tells her to let Kat know if she needs anything.

“Where are Addie and Riley?” I ask.

“In the office,” Kat says.

“Perfect.” I lead the ladies into the office, and each of them immediately sits at her respective desk. They’re beautiful women, and not a little intimidating when they’re all seated in the office.

“Mia’s on her way,” I inform them.

“Are we in trouble?” Addie asks with a smirk.

“On the contrary,” I reply just as Mia hurries in.

“You’ve got five minutes,” she says impatiently.

“That’s all I’ll need.” I rub my hands together as my gaze travels to each woman. “I have excellent news. We’ve wrapped shooting.”

“What?” Cami says with a frown. “I thought we had to film through Tuesday.”

“We got everything we need,” I reply. “Today’s interviews were the last of it. I’ve already sent the rest of the crew home.”

“It’s convenient that you wrapped on a Friday,” Cami says with a nod.

“I don’t mean to be rude,” Mia says with a smile, “but thank God.”

“You all did so great.” I hold each of their gazes with mine, speaking in earnest. “Seriously, you couldn’t have been better. My boss is already very pleased.”

“Good.” Riley finally speaks up, avoiding my gaze now. “I’m happy to hear it was successful.”

“I think we’re going to miss having you around,” Kat says. “We should have a party to celebrate!”

“Absolutely,” Addie says with a nod. “We should have it at my place. There’s plenty of space for everyone. I can call Jake and have him get the ball rolling for tonight, if that works for everyone.”

“That’s short notice,” Mia says.

“We have people,” Addie says, waving Mia off. “I expect to see you all at my place, tonight, around seven.”

“Okay.” Mia stands and rubs her neck. “I’ll call in an extra cook and duck out early.”

“Wow,” Kat says, raising a brow. “You didn’t even put up much of a fight.”

“You’re very funny,” Mia says, and walks out of the office. All of the girls stand, each of them shaking my hand as they leave. Riley’s hung back, and as she approaches me, I block the path to the door.

“Can we talk for a minute?”

“Okay,” she says, and backs up, leaning on the front of her desk.

“How do you feel?”

“Peachy.” Her smile is fake. “It’s just fantastic that you’re leaving early.”

“Is that what you think? No.” I move to her and take her shoulders in my hands. “I’m not leaving early. I’m actually staying longer.”

She frowns and seems to sag in relief, all at the same time.

“How long?” she asks softly.

“Until the following Monday.”

She nods, her face flushing. “I’m ridiculously relieved.”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart, I didn’t mean to upset you.”

“I’m fine,” she says, but I can see through her. And I get it. I’m not ready to say good-bye either.

“I’m going to need a place to stay.”

Her lips twitch in humor. “There are plenty of hotels in Portland.”

“True.” I nod and pull her against me, letting her feel the length of me against her. “But that wouldn’t be nearly as nice as seeing you whenever I like.”

“You have a point.” Her hands travel up my arms and around my neck. “I guess it wouldn’t be so bad to share my things with you for a bit.”

“That’s very generous.”

“You’ll have to earn your keep,” she says, her voice very serious. God, she makes me laugh.

“Of course.” I purse my lips, trying to keep a straight face. “You know I can cook, so there’s that.”

“There’s that,” she agrees.

“I’m handy with laundry.”

“That’s a bonus,” she says with a smile. “I hate laundry.”

“I kind of enjoy it, actually.”

“Well, then by all means, feel free to do laundry.”

I smirk. “What else can I do for you?”

Her hand glides down my chest and she cups my dick in her hand, immediately waking it up. “I have a few ideas.”

“I love your ideas.”

“I haven’t even told you what they are yet,” she says with a laugh.

“I can already tell your ideas are awesome.”

“You’d be right. When are you moving in?”